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In the criminal justice system,

sexually based offenses are
considered especially heinous.

In New York City,
the dedicated detectives

who investigate
these vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad

known as
the Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

Hi, Holden March here.

Look at them. Look at
all those beautiful girls.

All of them out on dates,
having fun,

flirting, kissing.

It's Saturday afternoon,

and everybody is out and about
with their lovers,

except for me.

It is not fair.

Why do these girls
only go out with jerks,

while I, despite having
so much to offer, am alone?

Just breathe.

Mommy's here.

- Liv?
- Hey.

How's Noah?

He's finally fell asleep.
His fever's down.

Detective Amaro called my cell.

I told him you were still here,
but your phone's off.

Oh, right.

He said it's urgent.

Yeah.

I'll stay with him.

Okay. You'll wait with Noah
till I come back?

Yes. Yeah.

Of course.

Okay.

All right.

Thanks, Lucy.

NYPD. Coming through.
NYPD.

Hey, sorry to call,

but, you know, there's
a lot of press here already.

Assault in central park?
I have to be here.

What are we looking at?

The suspect's a male white,

early 20s, average height.

Stabbed the Vic... Gwen Young,
22... repeatedly, attempted rape.

But she's lucky.
Most of her wounds were shallow.

She's out of it.

All right, so he's no pro.

- She say anything else?
- Not much.

The EMTs
were tending to her wounds.

Though, she did tell me
that her assailant

counted out
each time he stabbed her.

That's not good.

Any witnesses?

A dog Walker found her.

Didn't see the perp.
Unis are canvassing.

Okay, uh, let's get to
the hospital.

I want to talk to her
as soon as she's able.

Hey, how's Noah?

Uh, he's a fighter.

He's going to be okay.

Idiots.

I'm right there,
and no one even notices me.

No one ever notices me,

but that is all
going to change.

Very soon,
everyone will know who I am.

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Thank you, Lucy.
I'll be there as soon as I can.

It's a new shift,
make sure that the nurse knows

that his temperature
runs a little low, okay?

All right, honey.
Thank you very much.

How's Gwen?

She's stabilized and talking.

Hey, look,
Rollins and I got this.

You don't need to be here.

Until I know
what this is, I do.

- Can I do anything?
- I got this.

Actually, Nick,
there is something you can do.

- Anything.
- Is there, uh...

Any way maybe
you could call your mother

and ask her to relieve Lucy
at the hospital for a minute?

Yeah, yeah, I'm on it.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.
Gwen, this is sergeant Benson.

Hi.

She was just telling me
that she didn't see

her attacker
before the assault.

I left some friends
at the boathouse,

started walking home.

So you didn't notice
him at all.

He came out of nowhere,
a knife to my neck.

I should have run or screamed,
but I just froze.

A knife to your neck,
it's normal to freeze.

Okay.

He pushed me past
the playgrounds into the bushes.

He grabbed my breasts,
lifted up my skirt, groped.

But he didn't rape you?

No.

He didn't seem
to know what he was doing.

I pushed him away,
I said, "get off me."

That's when he got angry,
threw me down,

started stabbing me.

And you told me before

that he counted each time
he stabbed?

Yeah.

I thought
he was going to kill me.

But as soon as he got to 11,
he stopped and he ran.

Did he say anything else?

He said,
"this is your fault, Gigi.

You missed your chance."

Gigi?

It's an old nickname.

Maybe you use it on
your social media pages, or...

No one's called me that since

high school, maybe ninth grade.

Okay, so this is somebody who
knew you when you were young?

No. I would have remembered
someone like that.

I had never seen him before
in my life.

He calls her
by her old nickname

and counts as he stabs her?

It's gotta be personal.

Except Gwen doesn't know him.

Amaro, any luck
with those yearbooks?

There's a few guys
who had records,

run-ins with the S.E.C.
for stock fraud.

No one on the registry,
no assaults.

I got
our best sketch artist on it,

but Gwen didn't get
a good look at him.

And that's
what they came up with?

That's every other white guy
in Williamsburg.

Okay, so no luck
with the schools.

What about neighbors?
She grew up in Gramercy.

Run the building,
run the block.

Did she go to church,
summer camp?

- I will check it out.
- Tutuola, SVU.

He waited
until her friends left,

so he targeted her.

The counting, that's obsessive.

Are there
any open M.O.S that fit?

I mean, amateurish wounds,
stalking the Vic, revenge...

It's a one off so far.

Let's hope he doesn't develop
a taste for it.

Too late.

Another attempted rape
in the one-two.

Assailant counted out loud
as he stabbed her.

Fin, Rollins, go.

Did you notice
anyone following you?

No. It was 6:00 am,
the streets were empty.

You were on your way to work?

I was actually coming home
from a date.

Can you tell us
what happened, Haley?

I opened my building door.

He came out of nowhere,

pushed me in, dragged me
behind the stairs,

and pulled a knife.

He grabbed my breast, my legs,

tried to stick his fingers
inside me.

He tried?
But he didn't rape you?

I pushed him away.

I screamed,

I told him to get
his f'ing hands off me.

That's when he lost it.

And started stabbing you?

More like flailing.

I was fighting him off.

He counted each stab,
15 of them.

His voice was flat,

and he had this...

Weird smile.

Then he stopped.

Did he say anything else?

Yeah, actually.

When he started, he said,
"I know what you like, Haley."

So he knew your name,
but you didn't recognize him?

No, not at all.

Is this the guy?

It looks like him, I guess.

Are you sure
you don't remember him

from school or work?

No, but when I resisted,

he accused me of not liking him
because he wasn't black.

The guy you were dating
last night, was he black?

No. He was Irish.

We met at a bar.

Had you dated
any black guys recently?

When I was in high school,
a guy on the football team,

but not since then.

I understand, chief.
Yes, sir.

One-pp?

Oh, that was Dodds... again.

New deputy chief of SVU.

Yeah, citywide,

and he wants to do a full
press conference on this perp.

Of course he does.

So guess he's decided
that it's only one guy?

He has, and I told him that
that was our job,

and we're still deciding whether
or not to make that call.

So any DNA yet?

In both attacks,
the perp failed to launch.

And from
a victimology perspective,

they're both
in their early 20s,

blonde, they're attractive,

and he called them
both by name,

knew personal details
from their past.

He also counted out the stabs.

Melinda said the wounds were
consistent enough

that they could have come
from the same knife.

Well, if it is the same guy,
he's escalating.

There's fewer hesitation marks
on Haley.

He's getting more aggressive.

And the vics
don't know each other?

Different neighborhoods,
different schools.

No points of intersection,

and neither one recognized
her assailant.

All right, so find out
if anybody else does.

Check open cases.

Show this sketch to any vics
of unknown knife assaults.

Okay, and what do we release
to the press?

This sketch.

I guess we work
off the assumption

that it is the same guy

and these are
his first known assaults.

Rollins, what number
are we up to this year?

Lucky pattern 13.

He didn't stab me,
but he had a knife.

He threw me down.

Could this have been him?

No, the guy that did me
had a scar down his cheek.

Did he know your name
or anything about you?

Yes, actually.
He called me J.L.,

which are my initials.

Isn't your name Jean Asher?

My middle name is Louise.

I used to
work in this restaurant.

There was girl there named
Jean-Anne already,

so we used to call her J.A..
And me J.L.,

you know, to avoid confusion.

Uh, Rollins.

Jean here was telling me
about a guy

who pulled a knife on her
in Chelsea park four days ago.

Nothing happened.
He got scared off.

He knew her initials,

which you went
by at what restaurant?

Catignano's,
on the Upper East Side.

It was almost two years ago.

Okay. Were you ever involved
with anybody at the restaurant?

The manager's my ex.

Kinda how I got the job.

Are you still
in touch with him?

- Yeah.
- Anybody else?

Like a co-worker, a waiter,
a customer, even.

Anybody there seem jealous?

No, I got along with everyone.

I don't remember anybody
being jealous.

Again? What's his problem?

Just ignore him.

Ignore him.

Listen to them,
rutting like animals,

taunting me
with what I cannot have.

All of you women who will not
look at me or kiss me,

giving yourselves to other men,

giving sex to men
who do not love you,

who use your bodies.

I would know
how to take care of you,

to worship you,

but all of you beautiful girls,

you throw yourselves at men
who are mean and selfish.

Sweating, grunting brutes.

You reject me...

A nice guy, smart,
superb, clean.

I dress well,
I take care of myself.

I would have taken care of you,
been gentle.

But those days are gone.

You had your chance.

You do not deserve me anymore.

You do not deserve to live.

What do you want?

Hello, Leah.
I am Holden March.

So where are we
on that restaurant?

Have you reached
the manager yet?

I understand
that nobody's I.D.'d him,

but restaurants have turnover.

You got to make sure that
you speak to that manager, okay?

Nick, I gotta go.

Dr. Lee.
Noah looks so much better.

His color's come back.
He's smiling.

Thank you.

He's stabilized for now.

He's breathing on his own.

Great.
When can I take him home?

We'd like to keep him
a few more days.

Why?

Noah's birth mother
was a drug addict?

Yes. He hasn't had much
prenatal or infant care,

but we are all caught up.

He's had his vaccinations,
his weight...

You brought him into your home
four months ago?

Before that,
multiple foster care homes?

Yes, but since then,
he's been thriving.

Not to alarm you,

but his lung x-rays showed
old rib fractures.

It's not uncommon
in foster care infants.

Were the homes vetted?

Yes.

But the first 21/2 months
of his life,

he was...
Not in a stable environment,

but child services said that
there were no signs of abuse.

How hard did they look?

We need to do
a more thorough workup.

What does that mean?

He's had so many needles.

No needles.
Skeletal X-ray, ct scan.

But he's developing normally.

He has lung issues.
He had it rough early on.

Sometimes complications
from trauma develop later,

physiologically
and neurologically.

He can't tell us
what he went through.

I'd like to be proactive here.

Sorry I didn't get back to you.

This is about J.L.?

She told me she didn't know
the guy who attacked her.

But maybe
she didn't recognize him.

When J.L. worked here,
was there anyone she rejected

or someone
who had a crush on her?

She's a beautiful girl.

Well, you remember anyone
who looked like this,

a customer maybe?

You know, that looks
like this busboy we had.

Guy was kinda off.
O.C.D., I think.

Why do you say that?

No one got the grill
as clean as he did.

Broke my heart to fire him.

Anything to do with J.L.?

I fired him after she left.

Last Valentine's day,
a couple comes in, buzzed.

They were going at it
in the booth.

He "accidentally" pours ice
water on the guy's lap.

I can't have that.

What was this busboy's name?

Holden... something.

The son of a bitch filed
for unemployment.

- Let me check.
- Thank you.

So suspect's name's
Holden March.

Parents divorced,

and Holden's step-father
is a Thomas Eldridge,

a vp at a software company.

Mother's an Adriana March,
a nurse.

Now, Holden grew up
in Manhattan,

but moved out to Nyack
after his mother's re-marriage.

Fin and Rollins
are headed there now?

- Yeah.
- And Holden's name and photo

didn't mean anything
to the vics?

J.L. couldn't pick him
out of a photo array.

Neither could Gwen.

Haley thinks her little brother

may have had a friend
named Holden, but...

Sergeant Benson.

Chief Dodds, I didn't
realize that you were waiting.

If you'd been here,
I wouldn't have had to wait.

Of course.

This is detective Nick Amaro.

Yes. I signed off on
your conditional return to SVU.

Thank you, chief.

So where are we on
the pattern 13 rapist?

We have a suspect...
Holden March.

How solid?
Anyone I.D. Him?

We're still connecting the dots

between Holden
and three victims.

Dots. You have dots.

Where is he?

We're trying to get
updated cell contacts.

He has no social media
presence.

The restaurant manager gave us
his last known address,

his parents' house in Nyack.

I have two detectives
headed there now.

We didn't want to call
and risk tipping him off.

So no one's made him,

and you haven't
even talked to him yet.

No, sir.

I need you at compstat
tomorrow to give the update.

We have a serial on the
front page of every newspaper.

Solve this, now.

Yeah?

Maybe somebody could have
given me a heads up.

Is Holden
in some kind of trouble?

When's the last time
you saw your son?

Stepson.
And it was a few months ago.

He doesn't live here?

Not for a few years.

We rent an apartment
for him in Murray Hill now.

It's for the best.

Thomas, what is this?

New York detectives.
They're asking...

Holden? What happened?
Where is he?

We don't know.

His name just popped up as part
of a broader investigation.

He may have
witnessed something,

so we need to check
the schools he went to.

He changed schools
several times.

He got bullied a lot.

I still think
that's part of all his...

- All his what?
- Holden is Holden.

I don't think anything
caused it, Adriana.

Holden is Holden?

He may be... on the spectrum.

May be?

There's no one diagnosis.

He's smart,
but he's socially awkward.

We've had him in therapy.

He shows progress,
and then new challenges surface.

What kind of therapy?
Is he on medication?

When he remembers to take it.

He's lonely, he's brilliant,
and no one notices.

Everyone has it easy
except him.

But lately,
he's been doing better.

He got a new job
as a bicycle messenger.

We're gonna need
to talk to him.

Can you tell us where he works,

give us his cell phone number?

He said his phone broke.

He hasn't gotten a new one.

How about the address
to that apartment?

- That we can give you.
- Great.

So if you have any pictures
of him as a child,

that could really help us
in our investigation.

Holden March?

Yes. I am Holden March.

Can we talk to you?

I just got a wall street
to midtown run,

so now is not really
a good time.

You know, actually,
this'll just take a minute.

Is this about my neighbors?

Your neighbors?

The ones making all the noise.

You know,
having sex all the time.

The whole building
can hear them.

We can look into that.
Let's talk inside.

Well, they're
not home right now.

She has a job.
She dresses up all fancy,

and he gets to spend
his days at the gym.

Okay. Well, how about
we go back upstairs,

and then you can give us
more information about them?

Now? No, sorry.
I have to go.

You know what, before you do...

Please do not touch my bicycle.

Sorry.

Okay, Holden,

so we were just wondering
if you know a Jean Asher?

Maybe you called her J.L.

She worked
at a restaurant with me

before I quit.

The manager was abusive.

Okay.
Well, she was assaulted,

and we're thinking
that maybe it was

one of the restaurant's
customers that was involved.

With her, who knows?

She flirted a lot
with unsavory men at that place.

Did she give you my name?
She remembered who I was?

No, actually,
it was the manager.

Oh. Well, I have to go.

Actually, Holden, we'd like you

to come to the station with us.

I told you I cannot.

Do you have a warrant?
Am I under arrest?

We just want to ask you
a few questions.

It'll just take a second.

Holden March here.

I am with the NYPD.

They are illegally restraining
my movement

and preventing me
from getting to my job.

No one's preventing you
from doing anything.

Can we just
take a look in your bag?

They have no warrant,

and they are bullying me
and violating my rights.

Holden, Holden.

We're going to catch up
with you later, okay?

Nick?

Call division.

We need
24-hour surveillance on him

- until we rule him out.
- Yeah.

You think I went to camp
with the guy who attacked me?

Yeah, just take a look, okay?

Oh, my God. Him?

Holden March.
That's the guy?

Yeah, just one step at a time.

It's him,
the one who attacked me.

I'm positive now.

But why? I haven't
seen him since I was 11.

What do you remember about him?

Just a shy, skinny boy.

Never said a word to me.

All the other guys
were going through puberty.

They teased him.

That's him.

Holden March.

I recognize him now.

He went to high school
with my brother.

Any reason
he'd be angry with you?

He asked me to a dance once.

But he was this shrimp.
I was dating a football player.

A black guy.
That's what he meant.

How old were you, 15?

Is that why he stabbed me
15 times?

You said his name is Holden?

He worked at Catignano?

Mostly in the kitchen.

It could be the guy
who came at me.

I don't remember him at all.

Hey. So this guy is
a boo radley.

We had to show the girls
childhood pictures

before they could
even start to place him.

But he remembers every slight
from grade school on.

He's an accumulator,
an injustice collector.

Back up.
Did they I.D. Him?

Two out of three.

Great. Pick him up.

Get a warrant for that knife
and for that cell phone.

Okay, we're on it.

Surveillance teams's been
outside all day.

They say.
Holden never came home.

What about work?

He didn't
show up there, either.

When were they
gonna tell us that?

Okay, we're ready.

Holden March. NYPD.
You in there?

- Clear!
- Nobody move.

- Holden!
- Kitchen's clear.

We're clear.

Bedroom's clear.

He was complaining
about the noise

that the next door
neighbors making.

Police!

We got a body.

Nick, he's got some kind
of manifesto here.

Look at this.

Nobody home except her.

Rollins.

They're empty.

Two dead.

Holden hasn't been here
all day.

These bodies are in rigor.
They've been here a while.

Call a bus.

We got something!

I found these in the radiator.

He's got at least two guns,
brand-new, out the box,

and over 200 rounds of ammo.

And there's
about a 300-or-so-page document,

"now you know,"
and the laptop was open.

A bunch of videos.
This is the last one.

Hey. Holden March here.

All of you stuck-up girls

who date athletes
or popular fellows

and pay no attention to me,
you should have,

but it is too late now.

None of you can hide from me.

I will be coming for you.

Holden March, 23.

Should be considered
armed and dangerous.

In the past week, has assaulted
three women in revenge attacks

and then escalated to murder.

We found a manifesto

containing dozens
of names from his past,

whom he might be targeting.

All his former schools
are on lockdown.

We need units from each
of those precincts

outside the schools.

We have unmarked cars
at his residence

and his psychiatrist's office.

The suspect may be on foot
or riding a bicycle.

The last encounter
we had with him,

his affect was rational.

He was able to mask
for a short time

what appears to be
a psychotic break.

And don't assume that
he will stick to his pattern.

Everybody wear your vest.

Do not be a hero.

Rollins, any leads
from Holden's shrink?

She says he doesn't have
enough anger

to commit these acts.

- She left town just in case.
- Yeah.

What about the parents?
Why aren't they here?

On the way in from Nyack.

As soon as they get here,
show them Holden's hit list.

See if they're in touch
with any of these people.

Oh, um...

I'm sorry, I got to take this.

Sergeant, a word.

Detective, you, too.

Dr. Lee.

Yes, I see.

Um...

Okay.

Um...

May I call you back
in a few moments?

Thank you so much,
Dr. Lee.

Are we ready?

I'm on it, chief.
We're gonna find him.

You two had him yesterday,
and you let him go?

'Cause at that time,
nobody had I.D.'d him yet.

He was smart enough to know

that we couldn't compel him
to come in,

and there wasn't
probable cause for an arrest.

You create probable cause.

You push him around,
you provoke him!

After Eric Garner
and the stop-and-frisk lawsuits,

one-p-p's been very clear.

"Don't make a scene."

Then why are you opening
your mouth right now?

Chief, please,
with all due respect,

when we spoke to the suspect,

he was in complete control
of himself,

he knew
his constitutional rights,

and I ordered
immediately for surveillance.

Which didn't matter,

because he'd already murdered
his neighbors by then.

I'm sorry.
This is a family emergency,

and I have to take it.

I'll wait. Again.

Uh, miss Jackson.

Yes, how are you?

Yes, I know.
I just spoke with the doctor.

Um, hold a second?

I'm sorry.
I need a minute, please.

Miss Jackson, yes.
So sorry.

That's not what
you should be sorry about.

I'm in the hospital
where your foster child

is in a step-down unit
with a babysitter.

Yes, I know.
I was there all night,

and Mrs. Amaro
is not a sitter.

She's actually a family friend.

And I just spoke to
Noah's doctor.

So did I.

She called me after finding
the child's fractured ribs.

Yes. Then you know
that those injuries

happened before
I took custody of Noah,

and that they've healed now.

I'm not suggesting
that you caused the injuries.

I am troubled that you chose
to go to work

while your foster child
remained in the hospital.

I was called away
for an emergency,

and I'm doing everything
that I can to get back there

as soon as possible,
believe me.

I hope so.

You do understand
that your absence

will be included in my report.

Yeah, I do.

Everything all right?

Everything's fine.

The parents are here.

Carla and Bill Franks.

They were friends of ours
from church.

Okay, do you have an address?

Uh, they moved to Florida
years ago.

What in God's name would
he have against the Franks?

He's lost it, Thomas.

Hurting those girls,
the people he's killed.

I should reach
out to their families.

They don't want
to hear from us.

What is the matter with you?

Excuse me.
I'm sergeant Benson.

I'm know this must be incredibly
painful for the two of you,

but time is of the essence.

So I need you to focus
on that list

so nobody else gets hurt,
do you understand?

Of course.

Okay, are there any
other names that you recognize?

I had no idea Holden noticed
this many people in his life.

He was so, um, shy.

Disconnected,
in his own world.

No. This list goes
back to kindergarten.

I understand.
There's a lot of people,

and that's why
we need to use this list

to narrow down
where he might go.

It is a waste of time.

You were looking for logic?
There is none.

Right now,
we're looking for targets.

Trevor Jones.
Holden went on a ski trip

with his family
in middle school.

Do you have a number?

- I'm sorry.
- That's okay.

Let's just stay focused.

Anybody else?
Keep looking.

- Oh. Oh, Mrs. Syncovich.
- Who is that?

Holden's English teacher his
sophomore year at St. Francis.

I don't remember
a Mrs. Syncovich.

She went by miss Avins then.

Do you know if she's still
teaching at that high school?

I don't know. Maybe.

She was Young, pretty,

not a very good teacher,
though.

Rollins, you and Amaro
go check out St. Francis.

Holden always wanted
to be a writer.

The summer after he took
her class, though,

he said he was done with that.

Okay. So let's
get back to this list.

What about this page?

Is there anybody here
that you can...

What are you gonna do
with Holden after find him?

Adriana.

He's not in his right mind.
He's sick.

The police
wouldn't hurt a sick boy.

This is surreal.

Holden hasn't been
a student here for years.

What do you remember about him?

He was a little off,
I have to say.

Intense, quiet, strangely
enough, a very precise writer.

So much detail.

In the document that he left
on his computer,

he blamed you for ruining
his love of writing.

That you betrayed him.

I don't see how.
I spent a lot of time with him.

Is it possible Holden
had a crush on you?

I suppose.

To be honest, boys that age,

bursting with hormones,
it happens.

But now that you mention it,
I got married that summer.

Come fall, Holden continued
calling me Ms. Avins.

Has he tried
to contact you recently?

No. But I just came back
for the start of school.

I was on maternity leave.

Your husband,
does he work in the city?

Jeff is the music teacher

at our sister school,
St. Anne's.

When's the last time
you spoke with him?

I spoke to Mr. Syncovich
an hour ago.

He's teaching flute class now.

And what's
your security protocol here?

Minimal. We're a small,
parochial school.

Mr. Syncovich?

Mr. syncovich.

Oh, my God.

Where are his students?

How many of them are there?

Four, five?

We have to lock
down the school, now.

Okay.

What other rooms
are on this floor?

Officer in need of assistance.

What other rooms
are on the floor?

Oh, God.

Shut up.

Stop talking.

NYPD! Hey!

Holden?

Get out, both of you.

Get out, or I will kill
this bitch right now.

Come on! Come on!
Let's go! Let's go!

Let's go! Move it!
Move it, people!

Go, go, go, come on, ladies!

Precinct has control on the
street and the neighborhood.

What's going on inside?

Pole cams show the kid's

got four girls hostage
in a classroom.

- Oh, God. Amaro and Rollins?
- Them, too.

Please tell me
they have their vests on.

Won't stop a head shot.

ESU's all over the halls,

snipers are setting up
across the street.

If Holden steps in front
of a window, he's done.

I can hear your people
in the hall.

Get on the radio
and tell those monkeys

to clear out
and get off the roof.

I could do that.
What are you gonna do for me?

I can not shoot this tramp.
Do it.

How about you let the girl go?

How about you drop your gun?
You, too.

You don't shoot,
we don't shoot.

Oh, you are lying.

All pretty girls lie.

Hey, nobody needs
to get hurt here, all right?

Shut up.
I am talking to her.

It's okay, Nick.

Both of you, drop your guns,

or I shoot her.

Tell them what I did
to your teacher.

Please put the guns down.

♪ ♪

Okay, Holden.

You're in charge, okay?

Nick, he's not messing around.

No. I am not.

Now kick them over to me.

Not you, Nick.

Her.

You can call me Amanda.

Can I call you Holden?

Sure.

Okay.

Now you, you get on your knees,

hands on the back
of your head... now.

Nobody in or out.
You got it?

Can I radio them outside,
tell them to back off?

No tricks.

No. I promise.

Thank you.

Got your message, Amanda.
Copy that.

I'll tell everybody down here

to take it easy and stay back.

Fin!

He disarmed them. Amanda's
trying to bond with him.

We don't have time.

The hostage negotiator
just landed.

He's been through
a lot of therapy.

More talk won't help.

- Sergeant.
- May I speak to my son?

Mrs. March,
that can't happen right now.

Please! I'm begging you!

Please,
don't let them hurt him!

- You can't be here.
- Don't let them hurt him!

Take the family
somewhere they'll be safe.

Not so tough now, are you?

Hey, Holden, he's
not the one you're mad at.

Neither are these girls.

Let's talk about the people
who've hurt you.

This guy is your partner?

Yeah, you can do better.

He talked to me before
with another woman,

and I just hopped on my bicycle
and rode away.

You played it smart, Holden.

I did not say
you could call me Holden.

Are you having sex
with this guy?

Let's talk about you.

You are, aren't you?

Of course you are.

Girls like you always
go for jerks like this.

Girls ignore you?

That's gotta piss you off.

- You know what pisses me off?
- What's that?

Is pretty boys like you,
you know?

Good-looking all your life.

Born... guapo.

Spin the bottle
at seven or eight,

and sexual relations at 14, 15.

The girls should have been
going after you all along.

You're a good-looking guy.
Shut up!

When was your first time?

Yeah, no answer.

Why? Because now
you are doing it with her,

and you don't want her to know

that she is just another notch
on your belt.

Do you think he cares
about you?

I know what he is.

♪ ♪

What do we have
on the pole cam?

He's got the gun trained
on the girl,

but he won't go near a window.

Nick's cuffed.

Sergeant,
why are your people inside?

Because they have
the suspect talking.

And he has their guns.

Where'd they
learn that technique?

Goes against every bit of
protocol and training we have.

He's got their gun, his gun,
and four hostages.

Rule one...
Don't make things worse.

It's
an evolving situation, chief.

Rollins read
Holden's manifesto.

She's developing a rapport.

She understands
his state of mind.

His state of mind
is irrelevant.

He's a murderer on a spree
who gets set off by young women.

He's got four of them
as hostages.

All your team should be
working toward right now

is move him into a position

from which we can take him out.

Look at him.

Helpless, useless.

You think he's better than me.

I don't.

He's not.

Yes, you do.

I'm not a kid.

These young girls,
they don't get it.

They don't see...

They don't understand
how special you are.

Are you tricking me?

No.

Thoughtful guys, polite,

the kind that will
hold the door open for you.

You don't have to be macho.

These girls think you do.

Women don't.

There are things
I want to tell you.

Adult things.

Not in front of other people.

Private things,
you know, just...

Just for you.

Okay?

I see the potential
in you, Holden.

I see how powerful you are.

Do you?

Now, he's got the gun on Rollins.

- Where are the students?
- He moved them off camera.

We're trying
to get another angle.

- Fast. We need to take our shot.
- Hold up.

If you miss,
our people are still in there.

Coming out!
Come on, come on, come on.

Nick!

What happened?
Why did he let you go?

He wanted to be alone
with Rollins.

I'll tell you the truth.

Nick is the kind of boy
that I used to like.

Yeah, I fell
for the quarterback,

the guys with the big shoulders
and the big smiles.

They told me
that I was special,

but they just wanted to use me.

You know what, Holden,
and I'll tell you something.

I went back my high
school for a reunion,

and everything is different.

The star athletes, they're
just fat and sweaty now.

They're with big, ugly women
that they don't care about.

It's the intelligent guys,
the smart guys

they have...
They have everything.

I mean, they're rich,
they've got beautiful wives.

They're...
They're guys like you.

They were intelligent,
sensitive, considerate.

I try to be.

I know.

I know that.
I can see that in you now.

Now that...

I'm a woman.

And I wish we weren't
here right now.

Yeah, I wish we'd met
someplace else.

I just don't want this
to sound wrong, Holden, but...

I think you're superb.
I really do.

It is too late.

I read your manifesto.

You did?

Mmm.
I couldn't put it down.

Holden, it's...

It's brilliant, and I just...

I'm so sorry
that somebody like you

has had to go through all this.

You don't deserve this.

You deserve to be adored,

to be caressed, to be...

Um...

To be kissed, yeah.

Would you let me kiss you?

He's lowering the gun.
Give them the green light.

Sniper still doesn't
have a clear shot.

Holden has to
get closer to Amanda.

Why isn't she getting him
into range?

Just give her time.

She knows what she's doing.

She'll get
him to put the gun down.

Now, while we're here,
while we're alone,

just let me kiss you.

I have never kissed anyone.

Give me your hands.

I won't hurt you.
I promise.

It's going to
be all right, Holden.

It all begins with a kiss.

- Oh, God.
- Target down.

Get guys up there right now!

Ohh.

What was that?

My son! My baby!

You shot my son!

You said you wouldn't hurt him!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

It's okay.

My baby!

He's gone.

Amanda, hey.

Are you all right?
Yeah.

Yeah?

I had him.

It was... it was done.

Why didn't you stop them?

It wasn't our call, all right?

Come on, let's get out of here.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

I'm fine.

You gave mommy a scare,
didn't you, Noah?

But you're my big boy.

You're my little fighter,
aren't you?

You're so strong.

You had to be, huh?

You got a long life
ahead of you.

You got places to see,
things to do.

And people who will love you.

All of you beautiful,
blonde, unobtainable girls,

I forgive you.

If it were not for you,
I would not be here

on the edge of greatness.

I could have spent
my whole life in the shadows,

but I choose instead
to fight back,

to make sure people
remember me,

because I know one thing...

It is better to die in infamy

than to live
a life of obscurity.

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